10.09.2010



Confessions

Posted by Adrenalynn on januar 20, 2010

Because I just haven’t told the Internet enough embarrassing stuff about myself.

The seat on my toilet at home is elevated about a centimeter from the toilet bowl. Which creates a gap between said seat and bowl. So sometimes when I’m in a hurry and don’t pay attention to how I’m seated, I… accidentally hit that gap with some of the… fluids. And my floor gets wet. You can see where I’m going with this. The thing is, this happens a bit more often than you’d think, considering I know about the gap. But I repeatedly find myself scrubbing my bathroom floor. And wondering why in the world someone would make an elevated toilet seat just to annoy and embarrass me. Especially because I also love this seat deeply for being so nice and warm. I feel so torn.

I drool when I sleep. A lot. So much that I have to flip my pillow over in the middle of the night because it’s wet. Yep, I’m a classy chick. As if you didn’t already know that from the toilet story.

I have a little mustache. No, really.

Sometimes I make my three year old take a nap on weekends when his brother is napping because I want some peace and quiet. Don’t judge me.

I have several nervous habits, including biting on my cuticles until they look godawful. And skin tastes awesome, by the way.

I don’t stop eating when I’m full; I stop eating when it hurts. Every. Single. Meal.

Yesterday I ate 11 sandwiches at work. See?

I’m terrified of swing sets. To the point where I start to hyperventilate and get dizzy whenever I see someone on a swing. Not to mention pushing my kids on one. And now I’m getting a little queasy just thinking about it.

I own a tee shirt with the classy words “Who needs big boobs when you’ve got an ass like this?” printed across the chest. I know.

I once published this post in a very unfinished state by accident, before I came to my senses and removed about half of it. And then didn’t notice my mistake for about five hours.

Share time! Let’s all try to think of something worse to confess! Someone? Anyone? No? *Crickets* Never mind then, *nervous laugh* I guess I’ll be going now.


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